Personal Narrative Essay: Learning How To Drive

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As a growing teen i began learning how to drive, and of course for many it was a rough start. Learning how to drive responsibly in order to keep myself and others safe, and disregard all the other distracting things that came with driving, seemed a bit much to handle. So i decided the best way for me to keep my life would be driving at a beginners speed that i could handle. Every Time i drove i would make sure that my car was going over the minimum speed and not quit over the speed limit. Driving at a reduced speed would allow me to pay attention to the things that were happening around me. Considering that i would drive people who were well experienced drivers, they noticed that it was going to take a while for me to get adjusted to the traffic …show more content…
i already had this horrible clip in my head about a play my mom would keep with constant singing and unbelievable, terrible acting. i had never seen a live play before this assignment.I literally watch movies all day long, so for me to watch something so different i still found it amazing.That hour didn’t take quite long, because i became interested once i found out the story would include laughs along the way. This play took away the negative view i had on plays since i was a child.i also have a habit of disliking really old television movies or shows, because it seems as if it was made for just that time. its tough to understand certain things since i’m not there to know the feeling of being there. These actors allowed me to believe that they were really living through this time period,as they showed reality giving much detail through words, actions and even facial expressions. i didn’t sense that i would enjoy the play as much as i …show more content…
She had recently been in an accident where she thought she had placed the car in drive, when in all truth it had been in reverse. Daisy felt that her driving around was fine, although she was causing danger to herself because of a loss of memory, and old age. I noticed that she was like my own mother. Even when she realized she was wrong she still sided with herself. Sometimes it’s hard to convince a person that old to agree with you, knowing that they really want to. They have been stuck in their own ways for so long, that one person trying to change their decision would be like one rain drop to a thunderstorm. It wouldn’t quite make a difference. Most older people feel that because a person is younger than them they couldn’t possibly bring on wisdom. Which is not so. I related with Boolie most in this scene because i only want the best for people, and most times they’re too stubborn to

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